Paleface comes to ravage our birthplace Burning villages, murdering babes On the hunt for his gold
Washington sends the orders and men with guns Seizing everything but the sun So, we'll give him a war
Calling on every nation Unite for blood and home Drown the white shadow in the arrow's rain
Traitors, no more signing your papers We're not born to be prisoners We won't walk in your chains
When all is done We will cut out your double tongue Bring your soldiers down one by one Send you back whence you came We rise from every nation Unite for blood and home Drown the white shadow in the arrow's rain
Riding out till the scourge is gone Thundering across the prairie Crimson hour close at hand Right the wrong through the blood and bone Vengeance our path to glory Drive the invaders from our land
By the river, see Soldiers, horses and cannons sleep Like the shadow, we crawl and creep To the edge of the glade
At first light, from the forest We'll rush and strike Slaying every man in sight Down the Wabash they float
We rise from every nation Unite for blood and home Drown the white shadow in the arrow's rain
Riding out till the scourge is gone Thundering across the prairie The crimson hour close at hand Right the wrong through the blood and bone Vengeance our path to glory Drive the invaders from our land "This we know. The earth does not belong to man; man belongs to the earth. This we know. All things are connected like the blood which unites one family. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth befalls the sons of the Earth. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself."
Riding out till the scourge is gone Thundering across the prairie Crimson hour close at hand Right the wrong through the blood and bone Vengeance our path to glory Drive the invaders from our landTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
